14 January, 2015

So tired

Today was the day where the time difference caught up with me.

It was gentle yoga in the hotel room. No Chaturangas, lots of slow stretches. I half-thought I should just take a nap, but I didn't want to break the commitment to myself to do yoga. Just to wake up beforehand I decided to walk from work back to the hotel, across the Longfellow Bridge, in the frigid temperatures. It was enough to get me to the point that I was capable of practicing, but still not energized. Once again, I turned the heat up to 80 degrees, mainly because I could.

Not much to say other than that. It's hard to shift time zones.

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